[Exclusive] TIS 1328.5 R18 Beach Episode (4). Accidentally
[Exclusive] TIS 1328.5 R18 Beach Episode (4). Accidentally
I smiled against her shoulder.
My fingers slid slightly higher along her side. Still gentle. Still slow enough to be deniable.
“I think physical affection is important for recovery,” I murmured.
Puriel narrowed her eyes immediately.
“You’re flirting again.”
“I never stopped.”
She rolled her eyes.
Record broken.
I laughed quietly and continued tracing lazy circles against her waist through the nurse uniform. Puriel’s breathing stayed mostly steady… but every now and then I’d feel the tiniest hitch when my fingertips brushed a more sensitive spot accidentally-on-purpose.
“You’re warm,” I murmured softly.
“That’s because I’m alive.”
“Good for you.”
Puriel snorted despite herself.
I tilted my head slightly and looked up at her again. Her cheeks were still faintly pink from earlier, hair falling around her face softly now that some strands had escaped.
Cute.
Way too cute.
I reached up slowly and brushed one loose strand behind her ear.
Puriel’s breath caught slightly.
“There,” I murmured. “Pretty nurse restored.”
“…You say things too naturally.”
“That’s because I mean them naturally.”
That got her again.
I could practically watch the fluster spread across her face in real time.
Meanwhile my hands continued their quiet mission.
One arm stayed wrapped around her waist while the other slowly traced along her forearm. Her shoulder. The side of her back. Tiny little touches that gradually became more intimate without ever fully crossing the line.
Like boiling water slowly.
Puriel noticed.
But she didn’t stop me.
That was the important part.
Instead, she kept stroking my hair while trying very hard to pretend she wasn’t reacting every time I touched her.
“You’re sneaky,” she murmured eventually.
I smiled instantly.
“You’re holding me in your lap while petting my hair.”
“…And?”
“You lost the right to accuse me of anything.”
Puriel opened her mouth.
Paused.
Then sighed dramatically because she knew I was right.
I grinned triumphantly.
Then shifted slightly closer again just because I could.
Puriel immediately narrowed her eyes.
“You’re seeking skin contact.”
“I’m seeking more than that.”
Puriel looked down at me immediately.
Her fingers paused in my hair for half a second.
“…I know.”
That answer hit harder than expected.
I blinked up at her quietly for a moment while the soft hospital room lights painted warm gold across her face. She looked calm. Gentle. Caring.
And yet her heartbeat had definitely sped up.
I could hear it.
Feel it where our bodies touched.
I smiled slowly.
“There’s my nurse.”
Puriel sighed softly, but she didn’t move away when I sat up more fully. My arms stayed around her waist while her legs remained tangled loosely with mine on the bed.
Close.
Comfortable.
“You really are clingy tonight,” she murmured.
My hands slid slowly along her waist while I watched her carefully.
No sudden movements.
No overwhelming pressure.
Just gradual warmth.
Gradual temptation.
I leaned closer until our foreheads almost touched.
“You’re very soft tonight,” I murmured.
Puriel swallowed lightly.
“I’m trying to take care of you.”
“And who takes care of you?”
That made her pause.
Actually pause.
I brushed my thumb gently along her cheek.
“You look tired too,” I whispered.
Puriel’s expression softened immediately at the concern in my voice.
“A little.”
“There,” I murmured. “See? Honest nurse.”
She laughed quietly under her breath.
“You make everything sound flirtatious.”
“Because everything with you becomes flirtatious eventually.”
Puriel tried to deny it.
Failed the second my hand slid slightly higher along her back.
Not aggressively.
Just enough to pull her closer against my chest.
Her breath hitched.
I noticed immediately.
“You react so easily,” I teased softly.
“You’re touching me.”
“And?”
“And…” she muttered quietly, “you know exactly what you’re doing.”
I smiled against her shoulder.
Correct.
My fingers traced slowly beneath the edge of her nurse uniform now, brushing warm skin carefully. Every tiny reaction she gave me only encouraged me further.
The way her breathing changed.
The little shiver every time my fingertips brushed higher.
The way she kept pretending to stay composed while leaning closer unconsciously.
“You are naughty, Ethan,” she whispered eventually.
I looked up at her immediately.
“I know.”
Then I tilted my head slightly.
“Are you going to punish me?”
Puriel stared at me for two whole seconds.
Then unexpectedly smiled.
Small.
Warm.
Dangerous.
“No.”
Oh?
My brows lifted.
Puriel’s fingers slid gently along my jawline this time.
“I think…” she said softly, “I’ll give you permission instead.”
Well.
That almost short-circuited my brain.
I stared at her.
Puriel immediately turned pink realizing what she’d just said.
“I-I mean— not like—”
I kissed her before she could panic herself to death.
Soft at first.
Warm.
Affectionate.
But this time she kissed me back immediately.
No hesitation.
No startled reaction.
Her hands slid into my hair while she leaned fully into me, and yeah, that tiny bit of initiative from her almost killed me instantly.
“Mmm,” I murmured against her lips.
Puriel made a soft embarrassed noise when I smiled into the kiss.
I deepened it slowly afterward, guiding her backward onto the bed while keeping the atmosphere warm instead of frantic. The nurse roleplay melted away naturally now, replaced by something softer.
Closer.
My hands moved carefully over her body while I kissed her.
Not rushed.
Enjoying every reaction.
Every breath.
Every tiny sound she tried unsuccessfully to suppress.
“You’re shaking,” I whispered against her mouth.
“A little…”
“Scared?”
Puriel looked at me immediately and shook her head.
“No.”
Good answer.
I brushed my lips along her jaw slowly afterward, then lower toward her neck while my fingers worked carefully at the buttons of her nurse uniform.
Puriel inhaled sharply when I opened the first few.
Warm skin slowly revealed beneath white fabric.
I kissed down her throat gently while continuing to undress her little by little. Every inch of exposed skin earned another lingering touch from my lips.
Puriel’s fingers tightened lightly against my shoulders.
“You really know how to seduce people,” she whispered weakly.
I smiled against her collarbone.
“I’m an incubus. It’s literally my job description.”
“That explains too much.”
I laughed softly.
Then continued downward.
My lips trailed slowly along her shoulder while I pushed the nurse uniform further down her arms. The fabric slipped lower and lower until more of her soft skin became visible under the warm room lighting.
Puriel looked beautiful like this.
I kissed along the top of her chest slowly while my hands slid gently along her sides.
“You smell nice,” I murmured.
Puriel covered part of her face immediately in embarrassment.
“Why do you say things like that so casually?”
“Because I like watching you get flustered.”
“That’s evil.”
“I’m a demon.”
“…Fair point.”
I laughed softly against her skin.
Puriel shivered again.
But this time?
Instead of shrinking away, she leaned into me.